Labyrinth Restaurant

Some winter morning.

The snow that was falling yesterday has already stopped and the sun peeking through the clouds lights gently the white-dyed city.

"Good luck with your long journey. Long time no see."

"I've been seeing him all day."

Simon and Lisa were finally reunited from their homecoming last night in the garden of the embassy of country G in a painting of a labyrinth city. Although, as they say, it's only been a few days since we last saw each other, so it's not something nostalgic or anything.

"The scaffolding is a little bad, but it's not a problem. Well, thank you again today."

And even though he would still be tired of traveling, Simon quickly gave up his training.

Besides the diligence of the roots, it will be fun to feel that Lisa's proposed novel training method will make her mechanical and strong.

We have stories to pile up with each other, but this is how we decided to keep our bodies moving and warm because it's cold and invincible when we're outdoors.

"This is also training... training?

"I was wondering if it would be better to have fun anyway"

Today's workout menu is made by snowmen.

The crowded embassy building to the gate had already been snowed by the hands of officials, but the snow in the spacious garden was as untouched, with no footprint in the falling snow. I think I could make a pretty big snowman for this.

She said it was the result of Lisa twisting her head that it would be more fun if she were to do it anyway, but as Simon, I'm a little doubtful.

At first, however, the size and weight gradually swelled as I rolled the snowballs coronally enough to fit into both hands. The weight is such that the more you use your hips and trunks as well as your arms, the more you don't move with Pickle. Contrary to the pastoral look, this is going to be a good workout.

"It's bigger than my back length... but not yet..."

Even more gobbly rolling has made it harder for a small Simon's physique to move even with all his weight on.

When it comes to this size, it just doesn't work with force, and you have to strengthen your flesh accurately with magic. Instead of strengthening your whole body evenly, you need to focus particular magic on your underlying ankles and hips, communicating the force you produce from your toes to your ankles, knees, hips, shoulders, arms and without wastage.

"Uhm... duh... the boulder is Lisa. It's novel but... really effective...!

By this training method, Simon also realized as of late that practical physical operations combined with magic and muscle strength can be carried out safely. Simon was impressed while letting out his breath when the boulder had a different idea of a brave man.

"I got charcoal in the kitchen. Yikes. Paint your face on the snowman! I've borrowed a bucket, too, so if you put it on your head and it's like a hat, isn't it going to be cute?

It's a complete snow-enjoy momentum, no matter how you look at it.

I was returning to my childhood heart more than the six-year-old in front of me.

Perhaps Lisa was just tense with a long time of snow play.

"I just buried the Micah I brought in the snow there. Let's eat together when we're done."

It doesn't look very like I have a deep idea, but it's like this for my usual training.

At first glance, he just seems to be playing, and Simon often gets anxious, but he may still be genius in a way as a mentor, around the fact that he's getting proper training results.

We spent the whole morning enjoying snow play and decided to head out for lunch where we felt a lot more hungry.

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"Is Mr. Claude not coming today?

"Um, I'm unloading if I twitch. If you're an escort, there's someone you can count on here."

It's the impression of a different face, but the two walking side by side throughout the city are like older, separated sisters and brothers. In fact, it's a pattern between a master and a disciple, but if you don't know that, no one will be able to break the relationship just by looking at it.

"Still... okay?

"Hmm, what are you talking about?

"Uh, I was wondering if... Alice and I wouldn't be awkward."

It's the Demon King's restaurant as usual where the two of them are heading now, but it's been since Simon met with Alice "that day". Mutual recent developments and the like had been passed on through Lisa, but it's not surprising that there is some kind of awkwardness.

"Oh, you know what?"

Lisa's words were carefree euphemisms, but Simon seemed to have guessed what she was trying to say.

"Well, I don't feel heavy..."

I wasn't on the subject until he asked me this way, but from his standpoint, I can't be concerned about Alice. I had enough time to just chill my head enough, but sometimes you wouldn't know if I didn't actually see him.

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But unexpectedly.

"Alice, I'm here! Long time no see!"

When he opened the store door, Simon began to behave in exactly the same way he did before he returned home, as if he'd forgotten the weight of his mood or something.

"Long time no see, Simon. Oh, Lisa was with you, wasn't she?

"Um, they were watching me train earlier."

"Yeah, yeah, so we'll have lunch together"

The opposing Alice was as usual, as if there had been no such thing as a confession that day. As Lisa, I feel abnormal that there are no abnormalities.

"It must have been cold out there, right?

"Um, I'm hungry, so I'm gonna eat a lot today."

The more you look at it, the more interaction you always have.

When Lisa arrived at her seat with Simon today in her customer position, she sneaked up on the sincerity of her earlier behavior.

"Oh, when I saw Alice's face, I was fine."

"I have no such body or lid..."

"But it is, so I have no choice."

Simon said, "I was fine with something".

On the contrary, he seems uncomfortable that he is perfectly fine, but does this mean that it is easier to produce than to guide him? Even if you were anxious in your imagination, you could actually do it.

"The world is surprisingly like that, what is it?

Well, even as Lisa, it's more helpful than being depressed.

"Now, if you decide what you want to eat more than that, you'll stay hungry."

"Right. It was cold, should I make something warm?"

The two decided to cut the story once and choose to cook.

Even though I was exercising until just now, my body has been getting cold for a long time because it's in the snow anyway.

"I've made up my mind."

"You know what? I haven't eaten that dish yet. All right, I'll do the same thing."

Lisa and Simon communicated the order to Alice, and after a while the food was carried.

"It's pot-baked udon. Be careful, it's hot."

The earthen pot that has been carried is simmering with gras as if it were a magma.

When I open the lid, the water vapor containing the scent of cuttlefish stock will rise muffled, and even though I haven't even started eating it yet, the smell alone is going to warm my body up.

"Oh, this is fantastic."

The ingredients on the udon are chicken, spinach, tachenocho, shiitake, flower-shaped carrots, kamaboko, and shrimp heaven, which is a big eye-catcher. So much so that the udon that should be downstairs is completely hidden because it's so much stuff.

"Okay, I'll take it"

"Um, let's have it"

The smell of tsuyu has inspired me to hunger for a while, and I can't possibly gamble or anything anymore. Just because you carry this hot dish straight into your mouth will burn you. "Ugh, uh-huh," I breathed, cooling down a little bit, and started eating.

Tsuyu has a slightly more sweet flavor with flavor. Cuttlefish stock is the basis of the flavour, but the flavour melted from the ingredients is added to make it richer.

Tempura's clothes are steamed with water vapor and just a little softer, but so are the clothes that sucked and sprinkled the stock, this is the nasty one. Sometimes some parts of the fluff leave crisp teeth from time to time, and that's fun and delicious again.

I thought the chicken spit out the flavor in the tsuyu, and it still leaves the flavor firmly in its body, and this is going to be a fine dish.

The nourishing spinach, carrots and shiitake are ideal for resting the mouth with a gentle sweetness and flavor different from that of animal nature, as well as an interesting feeling of camaro cum and tacky toothfeel.

But don't just seem to pay attention to the luxurious ingredients.

Pot-roasted udon is a noodle dish.

It hides beneath other gorgeous ingredients, but only because the star of this dish is udon.

"You're getting warm"

"Uhm, this is good"

When the udon that sucks sweet stock falls into your stomach, it's as if it warms up from the inside of your body. Even your fingertips, which were left cold, will occasionally regain heat.

It's not as cosy as the chilled udon you eat in the summer, but on the other hand it's slightly softer, the noodles smoke hot tsuyu a lot and the heat seems to be harder to chill after eating.

You will feel that enough to rinse the tsuru and the noodles, eat the utensils in between, drink the tsuyu, and proceed to eat. The fact that Tsuyu is sweet is also something I'm sure he was thinking about the ease of drinking.

It was a dish with a fair amount of volume (and calories), but the two of them flattened at once without stopping their hands until the end.

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"Thank you very much."

Lisa and Simon, who finished their meal, were sweating as if they were in the middle of summer when they said they had just eaten. I can't wear coats, sweaters, etc very well.

I decided to rest for a little while until my body heat settled because I was going to get cold sweat and catch a cold when I went out like this. Besides,

"There's a lot to talk about."

Alice is at work, but the busy hours of noon are already running out, so we can talk about it. Simon tries to stop Alice,

"Shit, I'm coming....... hmm?

"... hmm?

In the meantime, I noticed the lime coming in through the store entrance.